Isaiah 38

1 In those days Hezekiah became mortally ill. The prophet Isaiah son of Amoz came to him and said, “This is what the LORD says: ‘Put your house in order, for you are about to die; you will not recover.’”

1 وَمَرِضَ حَزَقِيَّا فِي تِلْكَ الأَيَّامِ حَتَّى أَوْشَكَ عَلَى الْمَوْتِ، فَجَاءَ إِلَيْهِ النَّبِيُّ إِشَعْيَاءُ بْنُ آمُوصَ، وَقَالَ لَهُ: «هَذَا مَا يَقُولُهُ الرَّبُّ: نَظِّمْ شُؤُونَ بَيْتِكَ لأَنَّكَ لَنْ تَبْرَأَ بَلْ حَتْماً تَمُوتَ».

2 Then Hezekiah turned his face to the wall and prayed to the LORD,

2 فَأَدَارَ حَزَقِيَّا وَجْهَهُ نَحْوَ الْحَائِطِ وَصَلَّى إِلَى الرَّبِّ،

3 saying, “Please, O LORD, remember how I have walked before You faithfully and with wholehearted devotion; I have done what is good in Your sight.” And Hezekiah wept bitterly.

3 قَائِلاً: «آهِ يَا رَبُّ، اذْكُرْ كَيْفَ سَلَكْتُ أَمَامَكَ بِالأَمَانَةِ وَبِقَلْبٍ خَالِصٍ، وَصَنَعْتُ مَا يُرْضِيكَ». وَبَكَى حَزَقِيَّا بُكَاءً مُرّاً.

4 And the word of the LORD came to Isaiah, saying,

4 فَأَوْحَى الرَّبُّ إِلَى إِشَعْيَاءَ قَائِلاً:

5 “Go and tell Hezekiah that this is what the LORD, the God of your father David, says: ‘I have heard your prayer; I have seen your tears. Behold, I will add fifteen years to your life.

5 «اذْهَبْ بَلِّغْ حَزَقِيَّا: هَذَا مَا يَقُولُهُ الرَّبُّ إِلَهُ دَاوُدَ أَبِيكَ: قَدْ سَمِعْتُ صَلاتَكَ وَرَأَيْتُ دُمُوعَكَ، وَهَا أَنَا أُضِيفُ إِلَى عُمْرِكَ خَمْسَ عَشْرَةَ سَنَةً،

6 And I will deliver you and this city from the hand of the king of Assyria. I will defend this city.

6 وَأُنْقِذُكَ أَنْتَ وَهَذِهِ الْمَدِينَةَ مِنْ مَلِكِ أَشُورَ، وَأُدَافِعُ عَنْهَا.

7 This will be a sign to you from the LORD that He will do what He has promised:

7 وَهَذِهِ لَكَ عَلامَةٌ مِنْ عِنْدِ الرَّبِّ أَنَّهُ لابُدَّ أَنْ يُحَقِّقَ مَا وَعَدَ بِهِ:

8 I will make the sun’s shadow that falls on the stairway of Ahaz go back ten steps.’” So the sunlight went back the ten steps it had descended.

8 سَأُرْجِعُ ظِلَّ الشَّمْسِ إِلَى الْوَرَاءِ عَشَرَ دَرَجَاتٍ عَلَى مِقْيَاسِ دَرَجَاتِ آحَازَ». وَهَكَذَا تَرَاجَعَتِ الشَّمْسُ عَشَرَ دَرَجَاتٍ إِلَى الْوَرَاءِ بَعْدَ أَنْ كَانَتْ قَدْ تَخَطَّتْهَا.

9 This is a writing by Hezekiah king of Judah after his illness and recovery:

9 وَحِينَ شُفِيَ حَزَقِيَّا كَتَبَ هَذِهِ الْقَصِيدَةَ:

10 I said, “In the prime of my life I must go through the gates of Sheol and be deprived of the remainder of my years.”

10 قُلْتُ «هَا أَنَا فِي رَيْعَانِ أَيَّامِي أَنْحَدِرُ إِلَى عَالَمِ الْمَوْتَى وَتَفْنَى بَقِيَّةُ سَنَوَاتِ عُمْرِي»

11 I said, “I will never again see the LORD, even the LORD, in the land of the living; I will no longer look on mankind with those who dwell in this world.

11 وَقُلْتُ «لَنْ أَرَى الرَّبَّ بَعْدُ فِي أَرْضِ الأَحْيَاءِ، وَلَنْ أُبْصِرَ أَحَداً مِنَ النَّاسِ فِي هَذِهِ الدُّنْيَا الْفَانِيَةِ.

12 My dwelling has been picked up and removed from me like a shepherd’s tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver; He cuts me off from the loom; from day until night You make an end of me.

12 قَدْ خُلِعَ عَنِّي مَسْكَنِي، وَانْتَقَلَ كَخَيْمَةِ الرَّاعِي. طَوَى حَيَاتِي كَحَائِكٍ: قَطَعَنِي مِنَ النَّوْلِ. أَنْتَ تُفْنِينِي لَيْلَ نَهَارَ.

13 I composed myself until the morning. Like a lion He breaks all my bones; from day until night You make an end of me.

13 انْتَظَرْتُ بِصَبْرٍ حَتَّى الصَّبَاحِ، وَلَكِنَّهُ كَأَسَدٍ هَشَّمَ كُلَّ عِظَامِي. أَنْتَ تُفْنِينِي لَيْلَ نَهَارَ.

14 I chirp like a swallow or crane; I moan like a dove. My eyes grow weak as I look upward. O Lord, I am oppressed; be my security.”

14 أَصِيحُ كَسُنُونَةٍ، وَأَنُوحُ كَهَدِيلِ الْحمَامَةِ. كَلَّتْ عَيْنَايَ مِنَ النَّظَرِ إِلَى السَّمَاءِ، يَا رَبُّ إِنِّي مُتَضَايِقٌ فَكُنْ لِي مَأْمَناً.»

15 What can I say? He has spoken to me, and He Himself has done this. I will walk slowly all my years because of the anguish of my soul.

15 وَلَكِنْ مَاذَا أَقُولُ؟ فَقَدْ خَاطَبَنِي هُوَ. هُوَ نَفْسُهُ قَضَى بِذَلِكَ عَلَيَّ. طَارَ النَّوْمُ مِنِّي لِفَرْطِ مَرَارَةِ رُوحِي.

16 O Lord, by such things men live, and in all of them my spirit finds life. You have restored me to health and have let me live.

16 يَا رَبُّ، بِمِثْلِ هَذِهِ يَحْيَا النَّاسُ، وَفِي هَذِهِ حَيَاةُ رُوحِي، فَرُدَّ لِي عَافِيَتِي وَأَحْيِنِي.

17 Surely for my own welfare I had such great anguish; but Your love has delivered me from the pit of oblivion, for You have cast all my sins behind Your back.

17 حَقَّا إِنَّ مَا قَاسَيْتُهُ مِنْ مَرَارَةٍ كَانَ مِنْ أَجْلِ خَيْرِي، فَقَدْ حَفِظْتَنِي بِحُبِّكَ مِنْ حُفْرَةِ الْهَلاكِ، وَأَلْقَيْتَ جَمِيعَ خَطَايَايَ خَلْفَ ظَهْرِكَ.

18 For Sheol cannot thank You; Death cannot praise You. Those who descend to the Pit cannot hope for Your faithfulness.

18 لأَنَّهُ لَيْسَ فِي وُسْعِ الْهَاوِيَةِ أَنْ تَحْمَدَكَ، وَالْمَوْتُ لَا يُسَبِّحُكَ، وَلا يَقْدِرُ الَّذِينَ ذَهَبُوا إِلَى الْهَاوِيَةِ أَنْ يَرْجُوا أَمَانَتَكَ.

19 The living, only the living, can thank You, as I do today; fathers will tell their children about Your faithfulness.

19 الأَحْيَاءُ وَحْدَهُمْ يُسَبِّحُونَكَ كَمَا أَفْعَلُ الْيَوْمَ، وَيُحَدِّثُ الآبَاءُ أَبْنَاءَهُمْ عَنْ أمَانَتِكَ

20 The LORD will save me; we will play songs on stringed instruments all the days of our lives in the house of the LORD.

20 الرَّبُّ يُنْقِذُنِي. فَلْنَشْدُ بِآلاتٍ وَتَرِيَّةٍ كُلَّ أَيَّامِ حَيَاتِنَا فِي هَيْكَلِ الرَّبِّ.

21 Now Isaiah had said, “Prepare a lump of pressed figs and apply it to the boil, and he will recover.”

21 ثُمَّ قَالَ إِشَعْيَاءُ: «ضَمِّدُوا الْقُرْحَةَ بِقُرْصِ تِينٍ فَيَبْرَأَ».

22 And Hezekiah had asked, “What will be the sign that I will go up to the house of the LORD?”

22 وَكَانَ حَزَقِيَّا قَدْ سَأَلَ: «مَا هِيَ الْعَلامَةُ الَّتِي تُؤَكِّدُ لِي أَنَّنِي سَأَذْهَبُ لِلصَّلاةِ فِي بَيْتِ الرَّبِّ؟»